In the god's space.
With a flash of light, Charles' figure appeared.
"Final mission of the world - Exploration! Completed! "
"Obtained 300000 contribution points and an S-level certificate!"
...
What followed was the god's loud mechanical voice. However, Charles was not in the mood to think about all this.
His body was riddled with wounds and some parts of his body even revealed his white bones. There was not even a drop of blood on his wounds. Even though he was a level 3 Reincarnator, he would not be able to withstand such injuries.
However, Charles was in a daze. He did not even summon the god's space to heal him.
"Lorita... What are you thinking about?"
He mumbled to himself as he recalled his encounter in the world of vampiric zombies.
...
In the underground laboratory, Giant and Eye of the Storm had already collapsed. There was a huge hole in Charles' chest as he panted heavily. He looked at Lorita who was in front of him.
Lorita did not seem to be having a good time either. Her body was filled with wounds caused by telekinesis. Even her blood special ability could not heal them. However, she was in a better condition than Charles.
"She's actually so strong?"
Charles was in disbelief. This stubborn woman was obviously ahead of him on the path of enhancement.
"However, I still have a trump card!"
He secretly held onto a small sword that seemed to be made out of diamonds in his personal space.
"Charles... I still remember that when we first met, you were the one who gave me your coat..."
Lorita did not know why but she suddenly stopped. She had a crazed look on her face, "In return, I will give you a dignified death and a dignified grave!"
"Thank you so much..."
Charles casually brushed her off as he tried to buy time for his actions, "Lorita, you have already surpassed me. At this level, even if you want to accumulate enough contribution points and certificates, it should be easy for you to complete your resurrection right?"
"Swoosh!"
A blood-red glow flashed across Lorita's eyes and a wound appeared on Charles' shoulder.
"You don't understand!"
She hissed, "You don't understand the price I have to pay to obtain such power! Now, even my soul doesn't belong to me anymore! "
Lorita revealed her white jade like arm. There was a strange red python tattoo on it. The tail of the snake extended all the way to her shoulder. It was obviously a part of a tattoo.
"Do you see this? This tattoo! This means that my soul has already belonged to another existence. Even my will is no longer autonomous! "
Lorita laughed bitterly, "However, in exchange, I have the power I have now and can revive her... Now, please die!"
It was only when she mentioned the resurrected person that a trace of tenderness flashed across her face. At this moment, it turned cold again as she walked forward.
"You deserve to die! Spirit Sword! "
Charles' eyes shone brightly and a huge amount of psychic power was released in one go. It was as if a small crystal sword flew out and entered Lorita's eyes at lightning speed.
Puff!
Lorita swayed and fell to the ground. She smiled, "You finally did it..."
She murmured softly and then slowly closed her eyes.
"What happened?"
A strong sense of uneasiness took over Charles' heart. He thought of Lorita's mysterious smile at the end and suddenly rushed forward crazily, "You knew that I would retaliate? Am I right? Why? Why would you do that? "
"Because this is the only way to break the imprint of that existence..."
On Lorita's cold corpse, a blood-red crystal spoke, "After reviving her, I no longer have any regrets. Thank you, Charles. Only you can do this..."
Bang!
As soon as the voice finished speaking, the blood-colored crystal also exploded and shattered.
"Roar!
Roar! "The tattoo on Lorita's corpse seemed to have come to life. It suddenly swallowed Lorita's corpse and turned into a strange python that let out an unwilling roar...
...
"God's Space, heal!"
Charles was silent for a long time before he finally spoke softly.
Immediately after, a milky white pillar of light enveloped him and the injuries on his body healed rapidly.
"Lorita, you are a strong woman. Why did you choose to end everything yourself?"
He had already guessed that all of this was probably a trap.
Perhaps even selling the Spirit Sword to him was arranged by Lorita. Her motive was to use him to release her from her misery.
After all, in the entire God's Space, only he, the Psychokinesis King, could activate that tool.
"She wanted to die a long time ago..."
Charles had mixed feelings and he could not tell what he was feeling.
"God, can I revive Lorita?"
Holding on to a sliver of hope, he asked.
"Yes, the perfect revival option requires 1,000,000 contribution points and a Grade X certificate. You can choose any of the dead Reincarnators to be revived in their best condition!"
"The normal revival option can only revive your own contracted team members or provide a soul connection item. It requires 500,000 contribution points and a Grade S resurrection tool!"
...
The God's Space immediately responded and listed the next bunch of options.
After Charles saw it, he could only laugh bitterly.
He could faintly feel that the God's Space was encouraging him to revive his team members and other Reincarnators.
In the God's Space, a lone traveler would not be able to survive for long. He would need a few teammates who were willing to die for him.
However, this way, the debts of gratitude would form a constraint. Even if one of them fulfilled the conditions to leave, he might not leave. He would have to stay and fight for the entire team.
A lone Reincarnator would be lucky to be able to escape. How could an entire team gather enough contribution points and certificates?
Take Charles for example. Although he had gathered enough points to regain his physical body and return to the real world, if there was a chance, should he revive Dark Sand?
If this continued, the final outcome would be that all the Reincarnators would be tightly bound in the God's Space!
"Dark Sand, and Lorita..."
Although Charles had vaguely sensed that it was a trap, he had already placed the revival of his team members on his agenda.
"Initially, I wanted to choose to revive immediately after this mission and return to the real world..."
Other than being summoned by the World of Reincarnation, those physical Reincarnators would still spend most of their time in the real world, just like Sigel.
However, it was different for the original Reincarnators. If they wanted to receive the same treatment, they would have to go through a revival ritual. At the very least, they would need a Grade S certificate.
However, now, Charles looked at the certificate in his hand and hesitated.
He had enough points to complete the revival ritual. However, if he wanted to revive his team members, it would definitely not be enough.
"Forget it, let's go to the real world first! There are some things that I have to settle. "
His eyes flickered. Finally, he made up his mind. "God, I want to return to the real world!"
"Ding, the physical body of the Reincarnators has died. If you want to return to the real world, you will need to spend 10000 contribution points to exchange for three days of freedom!"
"Take note, if you do not spend another 10000 contribution points to exchange for a temporary physical body, the Reincarnators will only be able to exist in the world in the form of a spiritual body!"
The God's Space immediately responded. It was unexpectedly fast.
"Exchange for time and a physical body!"
With a large sum of money recently, Charles could be said to be rich and overbearing. With a wave of his hand, 20,000 contribution points disappeared. He was immediately enveloped by a ball of light.
...
In the depths of a dark alley in the Golden Oak Kingdom.
The smelly ditch emitted a rotten smell. Small animals like mice would occasionally run past. Even the vagrants and scavengers would not be willing to come to such a place.
Buzz buzz!
Suddenly, a white ball of light appeared in the originally silent and empty alley.
Lightning struck, and the void in the middle shattered, faintly revealing the appearance of a door full of light.
After a while, the vision disappeared, and only some electric sparks were still flickering around. A naked, slender, and muscular bald man slowly stood up, like a bodybuilder.
"The stingy God's Space won't even give me a set of clothes!"
This person was naturally Charles, who had exchanged for a three-day trip.
He first touched his face and chin, but helplessly found that there seemed to be no difference from when he was in the God's Space. He could not help but feel a little puzzled.
But when he took a deep breath, walked out of the alley, and came to the outside world, he felt an indescribable emotion in his heart when he saw the light blue sky, the reinforced concrete buildings, and the chimneys and black smoke in the distance.
"This is the Golden Oak Kingdom... I'm really back!"
He murmured, tears trickling down his face.
"Stop!"
At this moment, on the street, two patrolmen saw his appearance and immediately shouted, running over. "This is a public place. Sir, where is your identification?"
"Huh?"
Charles was a little embarrassed. He had long been hit by a car and had become an unregistered resident in this world. How could he get identification?
The kingdom's patrol officers usually dealt with such vagrants by stuffing them into the detention center and then handing them over to any welfare organization. He did not want to waste time.
"Officers, I can explain. Do you know about freelance performance artists? I am one! "
Charles had a smile on his face. "Our School of Beasts requires us to open our minds and bodies and communicate with nature..."
Although he was full of nonsense, there was an indescribable power in his eyes.
The two patrolmen immediately nodded. "Yes, you're right!"
"Then, can the two of you do me a small favor and give me another ride?"
A smile appeared in Charles' eyes as he walked toward the police car.
He now somewhat understood that he could not go back to the past after all.
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